Abandoned

Abandoned

A Poem by JustWantLove
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This is real; it happened.

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How could you let me go like this?
What would possess a human being
To give up love like this this year
Proclaim true love and speak of life
And even to think hopes of ever being one
My wife?

How could you disappear just suddenly
Without a word of sad departure
Just left and vanished from this Earth
Before the holidays,
This is all I'm worth?

I'm scared in loss because I'm dead
My heart is crushed beyond anything else
In movies I haven't seen anything else like this
And not too long ago you kissed me with the poison kiss
Where are you? How could you even think this?
How did this happen, what went wrong?
How could a day of life together
Become a desert in the night?
What does this mean beyond belief?
These are the actions of a thief
Who creeps in shadows and takes love
From those who live it and have come to know.

I'm speechless, lonely and just dead
I'm lost in life right now
I'm blind
This is like all the memories of love
This is a first,
One of a kind..

© 2009 JustWantLove


Author's Note

JustWantLove
Note to readers: eh, the last blurb of agony and pain went out onto virtual paper right before the stroke of Midnight at the end of Christmas Day of this year. I wanted to celebrate it with an expression of agony and distress, pain and anger. I forgive you ...

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Very emotional and strong. I can feel the longing and pain radiating off of it. Great job and great expression.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is quite the emotional write here.
I can feel the pain and a longing in this
Very well expressed and written.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on December 26, 2009
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JustWantLove

*bleep*, IL



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* You will either love me, or hate me. Love, being the cataclysmic, overwhelming abundance of passion, hope and enduring. I am not for the fain of heart. Real, daring, blunt .. human. I am..in a.. more..

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